Authors Note: Longer Chapter! And Drama! A bit of light smut (does this count as smut, idk?)

Blaine returned to school the following week, the pain lessened with each passing day. Time flew and before he knew it, it was graduation.

Kurt's Graduation had been very different, there had been more tears, more love. He had been so proud of Kurt that day, he'd achieved his dreams that day, he was movin g to New York, he had got into NYU, they had looked at apartments together, finding one that was perfect for them, so that one day when Blaine joined Kurt in New York they could live together in their own little haven. They had split the cost, of course, with a bit of help from Burt and Carole. Kurt had gone on for weeks over how amazing it was, how happy he was, and how he couldn't wait for them to be their together. They'd had plans, you see. Blaine had planned on marrying Kurt, he'd planned to have kids with Kurt, he'd planned on spending the rest of his life with Kurt, but he'd learned that even the most foolproof of plans fall through. Both Kurt and Blaine had cried on the day of Kurts Graduation, too caught up in their own love to notice anything else.

6 months later, Blaine was still in Ohio. He'd decided to take a year out, to travel the world, to gain some life experience. As far as he knew, Kurt was still in New York. In the end Blaine decided he would go to New York, he had got a place at Columbia, studying Musicology and Theatre. New York was a big place, the likelyhood of running into Kurt was slim.

Thanksgiving was aproaching, and like the two years before, they weren't celebrating it. His father had found himself a new wife, and spent most of his time with them. Blaine, at most, saw his father three times a month. Those occasions tended to be awkward and short. This Thanksgiving , he decided, he would celebrate. On his own, as always. Shopping at his local Kroger Co, was often an intresting experience, but on entering the store, he had no idea what to expect. He grabbed a turkey, and began to look for some vegetables to go with his lonesome piece of turkey.

'Blaine? Blaine?'

Crap. He'd recognize that countertenor voice anyway. He tried pretending not to hear, he tried walking away, but he couldn't try hard enough.

'Hey…Kurt'

'Hi, uh how are you?'

'I'm fine, I guess. How's New York?'

'Its really good, fantastic actually. I thought you'd be at college, or did you just come back for thanksgiving, maybe to spend time with your dad?'

'No, I don't see my dad very often; he's spending Thanksgiving with his new wife'

'Oh I'm sorry, but hey you still have your mom'

Blaine stiffened 'No, she hasn't made contact since she left, I thought you would've remembered that'

'Sorry… my memory is bad these days. So where are you studying?'

'I'm actually taking a year out, I wasn't sure what I wanted to do after, you know, my plans changed. I'm going to go to Columbia though, studying Musicology and Theatre.'

'Wow, Ivy League, that's incredible. I heard you graduated from Mckinley, I thought you would've transferred'

'I was, but someone talked me out of it'

'Who?'

'Burt'

'Oh uh, how?'

'He contacted me soon after, what happened, he told me to try and live my life, that he was worried about me, that he thought I was fragile, more fragile than you, he told me that people did actually like me…and missed me'

'He, er, never told me about that'

'I didn't think he would'

'Kurt Babe!' A tall man, with model features shouted 'There you are honey! I've been looking for you!' He kissed Kurt's cheek.

Blaine froze.

'Hi I'm George! Kurt's boyfriend!' Model Man said.

'Blaine…Anderson' Blaine replied shakily.

'Cool name, pretty in pink right? Kurt loves that movie, don't you sweetie'

'Yeah, I know…' Blaine stammered.

'Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine' Kurt moaned 'Your name is amazing, so beautiful'

'Baby, I know' Blaine said, gripping onto Kurts hips as Kurt moved to stradle him.

'Mm, I've always loved Pretty in Pink, especially after we watched it on our first date, but you're so much better than the Blaine in that, so much mor e beautiful, so much hotter, so much sexier' Kurt said huskily, as he grinded his hips into Blaines.

'So, when did you and Kurt start dating?'

'Febuary 14th' George stated proudly.

'Oh…that's great….you certainly don't waste anytime Kurt?'

Kurt gave Blaine a guilty look.

'Hey Kurt, when did we break up again?'

Kurt gave him a look as if to say 'Stop Blaine, don't do this'

'Oh yeah. It was Febuary Fucking 13th, 7:01 in the evening when you broke my heart. Goodbye Kurt, wait a minute didn't you say that, that very day, after I begged you not to leave me, Nice to meet you George, hope you have a lovely life with little Kurt here'.

And with that he walked out of the store. Away from Kurt, away from George, away from the man he still loved.

He got home that evening, and cried. Cried for the first time since the breakup. But he moved on. Thanksgiving was over. His thing with Kurt was over.